A Dream and a Frenum

At A Glance Author anonymous Contact anonymous@bme.anon Artist Mikel Studio Andromeda Location 33St. Marks Place, 2nd Floor New York, NY 10003

About five months ago I had a very vivid dream that influenced my life more than any other dream I have ever had. In this dream my penis was pierced by some faceless person. At this point I had never had any piernings; no ears no nose no nothing. So that whole day I can't stop thinking about this dream and this piercing. The whole idea of doing something simply because I had a dream really interested me. But piercing my penis?! I couldn't stop thinking about it though. It got to the point that I was looking up web pages on piercing and found bme.

So I looked at all the pictures of penis piercings and found out that the piercing in my dream was a frenum. The next day I called up a friend who had a few interesting piercings, and she recomended Andromeda. I called around to a few places and decided that the people at Andromeda sounded like they were the most profesional.

So two days after having this random dream and pinching my frenum as hard as I could, (just to see how much it would hurt), I found myself in Andromeda talking to this freak with dreds, facial tattoos and more piercings than I had ever seen. I am only kidding about the freak part. His name is Mike and he is the #1 piercer in Manhattan. Every other piercer I talked to had only good things to say about Mike.

I bombarded Mike with an arsonal of stupid questions which he answered thoroughly. "How much will it hurt?" I'm sure I sounded like a little pansy, but oh well, if I was going to get my cock pierced I wasn't going to be too embarassed to ask how much it hurt. "From one to ten, it's a two." "Will it bleed much?" "No." "How many of these have you done before?" "Hundreds." How long have you been doing this?" "Eleven years." He obviously knew his shit.

So after filling out all the forms and paying, ($60) I found myself laying back in a cold sterile room with my pants around my ankles. He cleaned and prepped the area and then he drew a few lines and explained why he drew them where he had. Then he came at me with the clamp. Out of all the equiptment I saw, I thought the clamps were the scariest. But after I had been clamped and realized that they didn't really hurt at all I was able to calm down. Then the needle came out. It was 14 gauge, so I really wasn't too intimidated by it. "Take a deep breath in...." I got myself ready for the worst. "Now exhale." As I pushed the air out, Mike pushed the needle through. So how much did it hurt? It honestly didn't hurt much at all. It hurts a lot less than stubbing your toe. There was no blood or anything. He inserted the jewlery and took one more look to make sure everything checked out. It did. I pulled my pants back on and thanked him profusely.

The walk home was very enjoyable. Not so much in a sexual way, it was like I had a third eye in my pants. A new sense of awareness of how my penis felt. I realized that I had never really paid any attention to my poor penis. Now I couldn't help but be aware of sensations going on down there.

Anyway, cleaning it was a breeze. Betadine two times a day. Non-scented, non-moisturized, antibacterial soap in the shower, and no sexual contact for a month. No big deal, I'm ugly anyway. I had a bit of white crust, but that's nothing out of the ordinary. From that point on I was hooked, I have since then stretched my frenum to an 11 gauge barbell, then I took it out. It was fun at first, but I soon realized that the only pain free sexual position was missionary, and that gets a little boring. I also got a 10 gauge prince albert, and have since taken it out. It was not my style. Plus after wetting my pants trying to pee standing up I just got too frusterated with it. It is also a strange sensation to have a metal ring through your pee hole. I also have a 12 gauge ampalang, which I never plan on taking out. I love it. Chicks dig it too. Who am I trying to fool, I don't get chicks, but my cousin says it's interesting. I also have two 12 gauge nape piercings. Those are also some of my favorites. They make people stare. Oh well, I can't really blame them. The last piercings I did were a few ear thingies which are too complicated to explain. Am I addicted? Of course. But I am trying to chill out for a little bit. For anyone who is thinking of geting a piercing, I strongly recomend it. Hopefully I will get a camera and send in some pictures soon.